Biela pulled up the security footage of the party, and was shocked to see her obviously very, very drunk father working the DJ board while wearing the Iron Man suit. This was not good. "Jarvis, initiate lockdown procedures on everywhere that there's not people, except for me, Pepper, and Rhodey, unless Tony's gotten Rhodey drunk, then he's not allowed in either, and send up the Mark VB to my room, please and thank you." "Of course, Miss Stark," the AI replied.
She noticed as Pepper walked in and saw Tony dancing, clearly disapproving. She also noticed that Rhodey seemed to be of the same opinion. "Audio please, J," she ordered as the two ran into each other. "Hey, Pepper," Rhodey greeted. "I'm-I'm-I'm gonna go get some air," Pepper sighed. "What's wrong?" Rhodey asked. Pepper led him into the main area. "I don't know what to do," she said. "You have got to be kidding me," Rhodey said. Pepper shook her head. Tony was dancing on the stage and then fell into his glasses.
"That's it," Rhodey said, "I'm making…" "No, no, no, don't call anyone," Pepper said quickly. "This is ridiculous, I just stuck my neck out for this guy!" "I know, I know, I know, I get it, I'm gonna handle it, okay?" Pepper asked. "Let me handle it." "Handle it," Rhodey said. "Or I'm gonna have to. Please tell me Biela isn't here." "She's up in her room," Pepper replied. "Probably spying on us 'cause she can't sleep with all the noise. Bee, if you can hear us, this is why members of the Stark family should not drink. They have a history of alcoholism."
Up on the stage, Tony was drunk, and it was showing. He had the microphone and was talking. "You know, the question I get asked most often is, 'Tony, how do you go to the bathroom in the suit?'" Biela groaned. She knew how her dad's brain worked, and knew where this was going. He took a deep breath, then made a blissful face. "Just like that," he announced. The crowd, mostly filled with woen who wanted to get into his pants, cheered. Pepper walked up onto the stage, a press smile on her face, and took the microphone from Tony.
"Does this guy know how to throw a party or what?" she asked. The crowd cheered again as Tony gave a mock salute. He then began making drunken advances on Pepper. "I love you," he said. "Oh, unbelievable!" Pepper continued, faking cheerfulness. "Thank you so much, Tony, we all thank you so much for such a…wonderful night, and we're gonna say goodnight now and thank you all for coming…" "No, no, no," Tony said, "you can't do that, wa-wa-wait, we didn't, uh, cut the cake, we didn't, uh, blow out the candles…"
"Tony, you're out of control, okay, trust me on this one, okay, it's time to go to bed," Pepper ordered, despite Tony's drunken protests. "It's time," she repeated, as he tried to kiss her. "You just peed in the suit," she said. "It's got a filtration system, you could drink that water, ask Bee, it was her idea." "It's not sexy," Pepper insisted. "Just, just send everybody home, okay?" she asked. "It's time to."
"If you say so," Tony sighed. "Okay," Pepper said, obviously relieved. Biela sighed. She knew that her dad wouldn't give in that easily, especially when drunk. This was the guy who refused to do stuff under the actual pain of death. "I'll take this," Pepper said, taking Tony's wine glass. She handed him the mike.
"Pepper Potts," Tony acknowledged to the crowd. They clapped. "She's right," Tony said. "The party's over, then again, the party was over for me like, an hour and a half ago. The after party starts, in fifteen minutes!" The crowd cheered. Pepper closed her eyes in consternation. "If anybody," Tony continued, "(Pepper), doesn't like it, there's the door!" He pointed, and his repulsor went off, creating a new entrance into the Stark Mansion. It only made the crowd cheer louder. Tony let out this weird, kind of roar thing. Biela groaned. This was bad. This was very bad. A few minutes later, Natasha burst into her room.